Who Wants to be Mummified…….and the Winner Is?


Hey All,  Went to another Halloween Party this evening at the Patrick Air Force Base Marina and Yacht Club.  There were a lot of people dressed up in their Halloween attire.  I went once again as the “Shah of Twin Sheets” since it was a hit at the other Halloween Party I went to a couple of week ago. Didn’t include that photo here since yu=ou saw it in my other blog.

One of the contests they had was to see which team of three could do the best with covering a person in toilet paper “like a mummy” in a set amount of time.  Our team was the winner as shown in the larger photo at the top og this blog!  I won a Indoor/Outdoor 20 LED Utility Lantern, which will be useful if we ever have a power outage in the RV park.  Sorry the photo was taken after we began to unwrap our Mummy.

The other photos are a select few of some of the other people in costumes at the party.  Sorry the photos are a bit dark, but the lighting in the room was very dim.

The short video at the end is a candy corm relay race contest to see which team could get as many candy corn from one bucket to another by scoping the candy corn up with a large spoon held in your month.  No hands were allowed.

They had chicken wings, potato salad, veggie trays and assorted desserts, to include carmel dipped apples and Halloween cake and cookies.  Of course they had a cash bar as well. All the food was complementary for club members.

It was a nice evening.

Have a great week !

Luv Gary



Halloween Pumpkin Carving Party

Hey All….I goofed…the video did not take in this blog and didn’t know how to incorporate it here, so went ahead and did a separate bog titled Halloween Pumpkin Carving Party – Part 2 (The Video)…go check it out !



Hey All,

Had a great opportunity to attend a really nice Halloween Pumpkin Carving Party on Saturday evening.  I was invited to this event by 2 girls that I met at the Pride Parade in Orlando a couple of weeks ago.  The home is owned by 2 really nice guys name Derek and Ken.  They have a really beautiful house and they went all out with Halloween decor’.  Actually it reminded me of what Terry and I used to do in our former home in Dallas, TX when it came to all the Holidays. Naturally, when we down-sized all the holiday decor’ was either sold in our garage sales at pennies on a dollar or just donated to others who could not normally afford such things for their enjoyment. We realized that there just would not be enough room to store all non-essential things in our RV.

So when I entered my new friend’s home, I really could appreciate all the time-consuming work that they did to decorate.  The party was really nice and it also reminded me of the many times that Terry and I would attend these couples group parties and pot lucks at homes of our friends in the Dallas area.  It brought me a bit of comfort to be able to participate once again in a gathering of this kind although now having to do this alone.

I hope you enjoy the video and the other photos of me just being a bit silly posing with all my scary friends.

You will note the photo of the lite jack-o-laterns proudly displayed by the pool in one of the photos.  That was the fruits of our labor!  You will also see in one of the photos the pumpkin that I brought home with me and put on my outdoor table.  I will admit that I actually didn’t do the carving on my pumpkin.  I let a couple of my new friends Dave and David do the actual work on it for me as they never did pumpkin carving before and I wanted to give them the opportunity to excel. You will see them diligently working on my pumpkin in the earlier part of the video.

Have a wonderful day !  Luv Gary





I’ve Moved !!

Hey All,

Just wanted to let you all know that I recently moved !  No I didn’t end up moving to France like my blog video showed 2 days ago, I am actually still here on Patrick Air Force Base in Coco Beach.  However, I had the opportunity to pack everything up on Tuesday of this week and in the pouring rain I moved to a great lot !  I love it !  It has allot of yard space and great view from all the windows in my RV.  To the Front of the RV I have the view of what I have been calling the Indian River Bay, but actually it is know as the Banana River and the Dolphins love it and I love watching them.  One of them out there is probably Terry and I am sure he will eventually (when I least expect it) swim right up to me and give me a Dolphin chirp.  To the rear as my video shows is a nice berm of tropical vegetation. So luckily I have a lot that won’t back right up to another RV.  The space on both sides is very ample and about twice the distance I had in the original lot and my backyard area is to die for.  I could have a really big outdoor gathering there and there’s plenty of room there for fun and games, like bad-mitten or volley ball or some other outdoor activity.  I can’t express how much I love this new space (and Roxy loves it too)…It was definitely worth the hassle of the move !!  Enjoy the video !  Have a great evening. Hope everyone is doing well.  Luv Gary



Bicycling Through The Countryside of France Today !

Hey all now that I got your attention through my blog title, I was actually bicycling through the countryside of France today at the Patrick Air Force Base Gym via the virtual bike video screens that they have there on their aerobics equipment.  You can key in all kinds of places around different parts of the world or go to many of our National Parks in the states or pick a type of terrain you would enjoy seeing on a particular day such as the mountains, the deserts, the ocean, the prairies, the forests, and then just bike to your hearts content right there in the safety of the gym while feeling like you are actually right in the environment that’s on your screen. “Osyth” from Halfbaked  will really enjoy this because right now she is living temporarily in France.  The video screens help to take the boredom out of just bicycling in one place and looking at the blank white walls.

I will end this post by attaching a few more photos of the other rooms at the Patrick Air Force Base gym and after this consider my gym rat series of posts of giving you tours of different parts the gym here to be complete as I will have many other things to share with you in the weeks ahead.  The remaining photos will give you the impression that the gym here on base is not that busy, but it actually it gets very busy.  I have just been taking the photos during non-peak times.  Enjoy.  Gary

Another “Terry” Encounter !

While driving on the base yesterday morning enroute to the gymnasium, I couldn’t help but to admire the beauty of the Indian River which I could see out of my driver’s window. Then suddenly out of no where, this beautiful “little egret” as shown in the photo came out to greet me. Could this be another sighting of Terry ? His last visit to me as you recall was as a tortoise. I wish I would have captured the actual positon of the bird “Terry” when it was staring directly at me, but I wasn’t quick enough to catch that exact moment. This exchange just like the last time was very brief, but just enough of a visit to one again let me know that Terry’s spirit is still present with me and that he continues to wish me future happiness in life, despite his recent departure to a better place. Luv, Gary


Pack Rat ?

Over the year’s Terry would tell me that I had an illness…. he would say that I had pack rat syndrome.

So, I went ahead and decided to look up the definition of a pack rat.  I found that a pack rat is a bushy-tailed rodent of western North America that has well-developed cheek pouches and that hoards food and miscellaneous objects.

Then I thought about this definition and asked myself, do I have a bushy tail? I don’t think so! Do I live in western North America? I know I live in North America, but I live in the east (in Florida) so does that mean I don’t live in the west…I’m so confused!! So, do I have well-developed cheek pouches? I looked at myself in the mirror with and without food in my mouth and I really couldn’t tell? So, I’ll let you guys decide the answer on this one. Now do I hoard food and miscellaneous objects? Well….I’ll have to admit I do have a slight tendency to do this. I do know my older brother used to notice that I tended to keep a very large supply of meatballs in my freezer and yes, I had a feddish for stuffed animals and sometimes would buy one too many (see photo). But you know most people that are hoarders, tend to have junk all over the place. However, I am very neat and a bit OCD so I must keep things in very neat piles and to make sure all my stuff is out of view so there is no clutter. So, does that make me a neat pack-ratter?

So, I explored the definition of a pack rat further and discovered that it is a person who collects or hoards especially unneeded items. So, I thought to myself…. did I really need all those stuffed animals…well probably not, but they were so cute and cuddly! Luckily, since we were selling our 4,000-sq. ft. home last year and were moving into the small recreation vehicle I had to donate all my stuffed animal friends. No room for them in the Inn. So, Bye bye dear friends! 

Okay, so now you see all these boxes of stuff in the other photos. They are all the urostomy supplies I accumulated for Terry. Yes, I will admit I probably went a bit overboard here, but the stuff was needed for changing out Terry’s uroromy bags on a regular basis although I probably had 10 years’ worth of supplies on hand. At least I kept things neat and out of site in our RV because I told you I was an obsessive neat freak.

Well today I finally boxed up all this stuff up and donated it to Moffit Cancer Center for others in need to use. So now the RV feels a bit empty. So, am I now a cured pack ratter?

Okay, I don’t know and I’m a bit confused again?

Let’s just all agree for now that I’m a temporarily-cured partially diagnosed rat packer (since some things I hoarded were necessary although somewhat excessive) and that I will admit I still do still have a feddish for stuffed animals and I will always love my meatballs!


“Sto-Lat, Sto-Lat (Part 2)”

Hey All,

For some reason this very old video and the only one that I have of my Dad would not open up on the original post.  So, what I did was view the video on my computer and due a new video off my phone from that video (so naturally the quality is not very good and is kind of a pirated version). I then had to send that revised video thru You tube and then share it onto the Word Press site.  I am not sure how to replace this video with the one that didn’t work on the original post so to correct for now I did this Part 2 post.  I am sure there is an easier way to do this and eventually I will learn !!! Luv Gary

Sto-Lat, Sto-Lat!!

“Sto-lat” (One Hundred Years) is a traditional Polish song that is sung to express good wishes, good health and long life to a person. An English version of the lyrics are:

Good luck, good cheer, may you live a hundred years.

Good luck, good cheer, may you live a hundred years.

Good luck, good cheer, may you live a hundred years.

One Hundred Years!

If you were in Poland and it was making you nervous that you wouldn’t be able to pronounce the above words in Polish at a birthday celebration, do not panic too much. “Sto Lat” is often accompanied by vodka, which somehow makes the pronunciation much easier!

So why am I writing this post to you today? It was on September 27, 1917, that a little baby boy named Stanley was born to a polish immigrant couple who settled in Lynn, Massachusetts. Stanley was the youngest of 7 children and if he lived to this very day, Stanley would have reached that 100 Year “Sto-lat” landmark. This man Stanley that I am speaking about was my dear Dad!

Unfortunately, my Dad did not live to be 100 years old. He went to heaven peacefully on January 9th, 2009 (about 8 years ago) at the age of 91, while in the comfort of his home. On that very morning just before he passed, my parents had pre-arranged for a visit from their lawyer to their house to sign their updated last will and testament. Ironically, in just less than one hour after the attorney left my parent’s house, my Dad simply sat down on his favorite chair and moments later—- his heart just simply stopped.

My Dad was such a wonderful person who was loved by all. He never complained and rarely talked much about himself. When you would meet him, he genuinely was interested in you and your welfare and would take the time to listen intently to what you had to say. My Dad was the kind of person who loved his wife and family deeply, who was proud of his three sons, and who would always speak from the heart.

I really miss my Dad even after all these years. However, I am comforted to know that he is at peace and that he continues to lovingly watch over us (his family) from his rightful place in heaven.

“Sto-lat” “Sto-lat” my dear Dad ——- you finally made it to 100 years !  “Sto-lat” !!!


Unfortunately, unlike Terry’s Blog I do not have many current pictures of my Dad here with me in my RV in Tampa. However, I incorporated into this Blog a photo of my Dad (in his younger years) that you might recognize since it was previously used by Terry as the main character in a couple of his creative short stories.

Also included is the only video that I have of my Dad probably taken about 10 to 12 years ago and a photo although a bit dark of his Urn, favorite hat and a photo of my Dad’s smiling face proudly showing “The Drabczuk smile”!

Also included below are a couple of other personal comments about my Dad:


From my mother Stacia (his wife): What can I write about my husband?  He was the best thing that ever happened to me.  I’m sure glad I accepted his New Year’s invitation to go on a date when he called me on Christmas Eve in 1947.  That was the beginning of it all.  In May of 1949, Stan and I married.  He gave me 60 years of the happiest times of my life, but most of all he left me with three wonderful sons – Jan, Gary and Randy.

From my brother Jan (his oldest son): Growing up I always remember that my Dad was there for me. He would come home usually after working overtime and he still had time for me. He was there for both my happy and sad times. Dad gave me the direction, education and love that has made me successful in life. Every day I wish I could be more like him. Wish you were still hear Dad. Happy 100th birthday.

From my brother Randy (his youngest son): I can’t believe my dad would have turned a 100 years old today.  I also can’t believe it’s been over 8 years since his passing.  Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him.  He was a wonderful father, husband and man of this world.  He was a friend to all that knew him. My dad was the type of guy that could walk into a room of strangers and then walk out of that room with every one of those strangers becoming his friend.   He made everybody laugh.   Growing up with my dad provides me with some of my best memories in life.  He was always supportive of me and encouraged me to excel in everything I did.  No matter how busy he was with working extra hours to support our family, he would still find time in his schedule for me and that made me feel special.  From the simple things in life like coming up to tuck me in bed when I was little or the difficult things like coming to the hospital when I was in a car wreck, I could always see in my dad’s eyes how much he loved me.  Even as an adult, when I went back home to visit, I could always feel my dad’s love.  I only wish I could be half the man my dad was. I love my dad, I miss my dad and I wish my dad a Happy 100th Birthday!

Here’s to my dad… “Na zdrowie!”

From my sister-in-law Gail (my brother Jan’s wife): Stanley was always a lot of fun and happy to see anyone who walked into his home. He made everyone feel welcome and could not wait to chat with you. He made me feel like part of the family from the first meeting. I will always love and miss him as his daughter in law. He will forever be missed.


From Terry (my deceased spouse, written several months ago): Gary’s father is now gone from this world, and I only had the opportunity to be in his company twice.  From the memories of Gary and his family and the short time I knew him; he was an extremely patient, funny and easy-going man.  A son, a brother, a husband, a father, a respected man.  He is missed and now a memory, but he is not forgotten.


A Doggie’s Plea

Hey all,

I wanted to get this post out to you early since I have a bunch of appointments in the morning. I’ve included a very nice poem that you can share with any of your family or friends who might lose a dog or who might have to make a decision in the future to put one to sleep. The poem really helps to comfort you and to know that you are doing the right thing when that time comes. It was given to me several years ago when our other doggie Max suddenly got sick and died. I shared this poem with my friend Dawana who I visited on Saturday. Unfortunately, on Sunday her doggie became too ill and started having seizures and had to be put to sleep. Luv Gary